You Are The Reason - Calum Scott

Warm water caresses down the smooth skin of the bare back. Being gently caressed by a wet towel just as the soap came off, now clean of anything..... Everything.

Or so Jimin wanted to believe.

After his episode in the car, everyone else piled in the car and made their way here to Jimin's apartment. It's the only way to prevent any alarm from the rest of the team while being so late at night, especially since Jeongguk gained consciousness and he was a floppy mess.

He had no pain anywhere on his lower regions and briefly managed to slur out that after giving the guy his wallet, he just left him alone. They did however have a heated.... Moment; leaving a few hickeys on Jeongguk's skin.

It's not his fault.

He wasn't in the proper state of mind and was taken advantage of.

Regardless if he wasn't.....

The point is, he's here now and safe. Even though he might or might not remember this in the morning.

And all Jimin can do for him now is take care of him, like how he did for him many times before.

Not like he minds it anymore.

So that's how Jeongguk is here, in his bathtub, fumbling airplane noises while Jimin cleaned him up with the patience of the world. Despite being drugged - well the side effects slowly easing down now- he's pretty cooperative, making Jimin's mission much more easier.

Even though he feels like he might just have another episode soon by how guilty he feels.

"Woosh- Splash! Eeeeecrash!" Jeongguk blurs the sound effects from his lips, giggling as he splashes foam, "Splash! I'm a water bender!"

That's something that Jeongguk's doing a lot now ever since he woke up after being passed out; talking. Whether is be incoherent or slur of words, he speaks it out as though he's been talking for this entire time.

So Jimin has came to the conclusion for sure that due to his talking being traced to trauma and his PTSD, not based on some physical medical condition, now his mind is fuzzed with any proper thoughts, so his negative trigger to speak is blurred away in the background just like his conscious. But no doubt he will have a hard time speaking in the morning due to it though.

Either way, Jimin will be there to help him. Don't know if that's comforting enough or not, but at least he has experience now on helping him so maybe he won't be so useless.

"Jiminnn," Jeongguk slurs as Jimin pats his face with the towel, humming back, "How was your da.... Date?"

Out of all things he could ask, that's what's important right now?

Jimin held that comment to himself, deciding that being patient is the way to go, "I didn't have a date," And he sits down at the edge of the tub, scooping water with his hand and streaming it to Jeongguk's shoulder, "So damn irresponsible. Look at you, can't even tell how many fingers you're holding up!"

"Three!"

"No, four," Jeongguk frowns, looking at his fingers now while Jimin tries not to grin, patting the towel to his head, "You need to be careful next time."

Despite the drugged gaze, Jeongguk rolls his eyes but perks a chuckle, "I'm not a child!"

"Yeah, you're right," And he grabs a finger dot of foam and taps it to his nose, "You're inexperienced."

Despite the ravenette scowling to this it then later on forms cute series of giggles, it wasn't enough to make Jimin feel any better.

It's been crowding his head since Jeongguk stepped in here how much he fucked up with this. So late to help him, so late to even look after him. Now this just might add to another trauma if he remembers it in the morning.

And for the first time ever, Jimin said the words that he never thought he would ever say again.

"I'm sorry," He whispers quietly, making Jeongguk sloppily fix his eyes to him, "I wasn't there to help you when you needed it..... I hope you actually don't remember this because.... Ah- I should stop-"

"It's okay," Quietly Jeongguk murmurs, scooting closer to him so they're somewhat to eye level, "It's not your fault."

The words felt more like a drill in his heart than it did as a band aid.

It stung.

So Jimin shakes his head, looking at Jeongguk with a frown, "You've been acting weird these days. I don't know what you've been feeling and it's fucking up with me," He quietly admits, trying to get his head together somehow, "Just..... Be okay.... If you need time off figure skating than do it. If it's me, if I'm distracting you than just try to stay away from me. Do anything that'll make your life easier Jeongguk because..... I can't help you if I don't know."

The ravenette looks like he's in a deep forest, unable to find the exit or struggling to survive, but point is he looks lost.

Really lost.

Honestly Jimin wouldn't be surprised if he only got less than half of the things he said, but it made him feel good to let it out.

Even if Jeongguk might not remember it.

Yet to his surprise, Jeongguk suddenly places a hand over his, running a thumb over his knuckles.

Here comes the contact again.

"I don't know what weird is for you but I feel like I've been perfectly fine," Jeongguk manages to snort, but gets serious upon seeing Jimin grimace, "You won't get rid of me that easily, I promise you that. I'll be your skating partner for as long as this program runs, and I'm not going anywhere."

Ew.

Ew that was too mushy, ew!

The clear disgust was so evident on Jimin's face that it even made Jeongguk giggle again, leaning to Jimin's face with eyes to his lips and a smile.

"Pretty Jimin," He whispers, leaning their foreheads together with noses gently brushing against each other's, "Stubborn, cocky, little angel."

Jimin rolls his eyes, "Wow, I appreciate it-"

"Mine," Jimin's breath suddenly faltered to the delicate words, unable to help himself from glancing to Jeongguk's lips, "Just... Mine."

There was hesitation, a lot of it, but Jeongguk felt more bold from the two to lean forward, carefully pressing his raw lips over Jimin's smooth and bare mouth. He didn't move their lips, neither did Jimin, but even then it still felt like they were being fueled by it.

It was a slow burn, something the trickled down in their mouths like thick wine into their bodies, similar to a narcotic drug.

Just by a simple peck, that Jeongguk just barely pulls his lips back from.

Jimin sighs, a heavy sigh, closing his eyes to fight back whatever was making him feel sick, "We can't.... Jeongguk I'm not going to take advantage of you."

"Then don't," He says back, lips now hovered over his, "Trust me...... Just trust me."

Before Jimin could respond back, Jeongguk's lips slowly connects with his again. He's not going in for rough kisses like last time. Now his lips are just pressing again his, over and over in such a delicate manner as though he's trying savor the way they feel against his with much more gentleness.

And with every kiss it made Jimin's heart skip a beat after beat, skin spreading in goosebumps with this warmth that made him feel sick.

In a good way.

But he doesn't deserve this good bliss that he's receiving now from him. He wasn't there to help him and came a second or minute, even hour, too late.

Always too late.

While Jeongguk was laid out on that bathroom floor with a stranger and unconscious; Jimin was pacing his room in desperation until he got home.

He should've told him not to leave. To stay and practice with him, or something, anything.

Then maybe this wouldn't have happened.

"Jeongguk," Jimin mumbles quietly when he pulled away, his throat tightening because of his darkening thoughts, "I.... I'm sorry."

Jeongguk studies his vulnerable eyes, frowning while gently cradling the side of Jimin's face, thumb soothingly gliding his cheek bone, "Its okay angel, it's okay," He whispers, just as Jimin hiccups, "If tomorrow I end up forgetting this entire night, just know that this, what I'm doing now with you, is coming from the deepest part of me. I....I trust you Jimin. Please, don't cry."

"I'm n-not crying!" Jimin just barely stuttered, raising a hand to pat is eyes from how badly it's burning, "Who d-do you think I am, huh? Since when does an ice bitch like me c-cry?"

A soft smile is on Jeongguk's lips as he just stares at him, eyes twinkling, "And you say I cry so much."

Jimin twitches a glare at him before splashing him with the bath water. Jeongguk shrieks with a wider smile, looking at Jimin's amused grin, and so he splashes him too. From there water was thrown all over the place, followed by shrieks and giggles and protests to stop.

And suddenly Jeongguk grabs Jimin by the wrists. Horror flew all over Jimin's face, shaking his head with cheeks now aching from his smile, "No, no! I'm dry-"

"Then come get a little wet."

The sudden flirty but completely dirty comment threw Jimin off guard, enough for Jeongguk to yank him to the tub with him. Water flew everywhere, followed by squeaking laughter and stutters of gasps.

Jimin fell on Jeongguk, holding himself up with a hand on his chest even though he's already drenched with water, while clasping another hand down to wipe the remaining water from his face to glare at Jeongguk's squeaking laughter as he lays back against the tub with hands on Jimin's hips to help him from not slipping.

Ha, slipping.

Jeongguk's laughter echoes louder now, cheeks meeting his eyes as he howls in complete amusement to his own thoughts. Jimin is still glaring at him, but Jeongguk's little elmo laughter is not helping him maintain that for long. This is the first time he's ever heard Jeongguk like this, or laugh in general.

And it's very contagious.

Unable to hold it back anymore, Jimin also explodes a laugh; a laugh so hard that he had to lean his forehead against Jeongguk's chest for a second before being able to raise his head back up. He doesn't know why he's laughing, but it felt so long since he ever laughed before.

Nice.

It felt so nice.

Jeongguk stares at him with awe, unable to help himself from clasping Jimin's cheeks delicately to feel the smile with his fingertips. Jimin slightly flinches when he felt the contact, but upon seeing Jeongguk's delicate smile he relaxed.

Trust... He said to trust him.

And that's what he's going to do, even though he already does.

"Jimin," Jeongguk sings quietly, hiccupping now in his chuckles, "I like seeing you like this."

He snorts back, perking an eyebrow, "Wet and on you?"

"Well yes," Jimin thumps his chest with his finger, "I mean.... Happy. I think this is the first time I've seen you.... Happy."

Slowly Jimin's grin falls, staring between Jeongguk's eyes to slowly realize that he is.... Happy.

He's happy.

As strange as it is, this is the first time in so many years that he feels.... Happy or relaxed.

Such a simple strategy to make him content, but only with Jeongguk.

Just.... Jeongguk.

Jimin stares between his eyes, glancing down to his parted lips before leaning to his face and gently clasp his mouth over Jeongguk's for the first time in initiating it. It was just a simple and soft peck that was like an impulse for him to do, enough for it to feel like flames against his lips.

He just.... Found himself to really like kissing Jeongguk.

It just brings a nice, peaceful feeling, he really likes it.

But when Jeongguk is more in the right head space that is.

So when he tried to pull away, Jeongguk rakes his fingers through the back of Jimin's hair and opens his mouth as he deepens the kiss.

Immediately Jimin pulls away, giggling softly, "Hey, don't get carried away," Jeongguk pouts a little, "You're still not.... 100% well. I'm not going to take advantage of you."

"But I am 75% well," Jeongguk huffs, "The side effects are subsiding, so I'm mostly conscious to what I'm doing. I'm just taking advantage of the little 25% to help me feel bold to what I've been wanting to do."

"That's the most dumbest ideology I've ever heard of. You can't forget that you're mildly tipsy now too," Jimin states flatly, snorting, "Alright, than what is it that you've been wanting to do then?"

"To have sex with you."

Jimin's whole heart stopped beating, choking on air that it even made him loose his stability by how much heat raised up in his body with his pants feeling much more tighter than before, just by the simple image in his head.

Did he just-

Huh?!

Is that what runs through his sober mind?!

"W-What!"

Jeongguk is laughing badly now tears beaming his eyes because of it. He grabs both of Jimin's cheeks and squeals, "You're so adorable, it hurts," He beams, laughing when Jimin slaps his hands off him, "I'm kidding, relax. I guess what I've been wanting to do it just.... Forget the fact that I have my own.... Dilemma with my own sexuality. Or things that has been holding me back from being like this... With you."

Jimin twitches a frown, staring now to Jeongguk's once vibrant smile now growing weaker to a sad grin, staring at Jimin's features with lips now forced to be held up. So he tenderly caresses his hair, "Jeongguk..... One day, you're going to have to face what it is that you want or feel. The more you deny it to yourself-"

"I know, I know," Jeongguk says quietly, brushing Jimin's wet hair away from his face, "I want you to help me figure that out because trust me when I say this, I'm a fucking mess."

Ha, glad to know Jimin's not alone.

Jimin hums to himself, tightening his lips, "We can talk about that when you wake up in the morning, yeah? When both of our heads are cleared up."

Jeongguk looked like he wanted to protest but he held it back, only nodding now that made Jimin gently smile back.

From there the two obviously had to get out of the bathtub sooner or later and wash up. Respectfully Jimin avoided looking at Jeongguk's nude figure when he got off the tub, but he did help him to the shower to rinse the soap water from his body. Jimin waited until he was done to give him a bath robe before taking a shower after Jeongguk got out. His shower was quick and thankfully he didn't have to worry about Jeongguk wandering around his apartment because Taehyung and Minho are still here.

So hopefully if he's a little lost than the two lovers, if they're not fucking, can guide him.

After Jimin finished up, he put on his own bath robe on and exits out of the bathroom. Only to be greeted by Minho leaning against the wall beside the door with arms crossed.

Jimin raises a slow eyebrow, drying his hair with a towel, "May I help you? I'm pretty sure I instructed you and Taehyung well on how to open the couch so it can be a bed."

"Yeah, we got that set up," Minho says, pushing himself off the wall, "I just wanted to say thanks, for um... Doing this for us and taking care of Jeongguk. Just wanted to assure you that..... If you ever need anything, best believe we'll be there to help you too."

As strange and clearly odd as it seems, Jimin actually appreciated that.

In his own.... Way of appreciating things.

It made him a bit uncomfortably by how caring it sounded, but he still forces a smile with a stiff nod, "I'll keep it in mind, thanks. Erm.... Where's Jeongguk?"

"He's in your room with Taehyung. Getting help getting dressed."

While Jimin was aiding Jeongguk for the shower, Minho went back to his apartment briefly to get spare clothes for him, Jeongguk and Taehyung. Since it's three in the fucking morning now, everyone was asleep, except for captain Hongjoong, who refused to sleep until he heard something from Jeongguk. Minho filled him in that he's just staying over Jimin's and that's that.

So in a way, Minho has been somewhat helpful.

Jimin only nods at him, " Alright, you and Taehyung get some rest. I'll take care of it from here."

Minho smiles with a nod before walking off to living room, meanwhile Jimin just goes to the open door of his room. To no surprise he saw Jeongguk already snuggling up under his sheets, giggling with a smiling Taehyung sitting beside him - already dressed in one of Minho's pajamas - with messy blonde hair all over the place.

Yet he still managed to look ethereal.

"And that's why you need to always lock the door when you're jer- Oh hey Jiminie! Didn't see you there!"

He didn't even want to think about what Taehyung was possibly advising Jeongguk on, only goes to his closet, "Please leave, I'll be sleeping soon."

"Yes sir!" Taehyung snickers, making Jimin rolls his eyes as he just faintly hears the two talking in his room. Lazily he just puts on a white t-shirt with his boxers, since he's likely not even going to sleep on the bed, so mind as well make himself comfortable.

Once he dresses up and brushes his hair, Jimin walks out of the closet with a blanket and an extra pillow in hand to see Jeongguk alone on his bed, eyes staring at the ceiling with hands on his abdomen.

Jimin didn't say anything as he sets up his little bed on the floor, turning off the lights of the room but creaks a bit of the curtains so it wouldn't be so dark; just for Jeongguk's sake.

"Night."

Jeongguk doesn't say anything back, so Jimin just settles himself on the floor with his fuzzy blanket to his chin while he turns to the side with eyes closed. Today has been such a long fucking day with ballet and figure skating, to then what happened tonight with Jeongguk - You bet Jimin doesn't even care if he slept on the floor, he can pass out peacefully here without a problem.

And that's exactly what happened, quickly drifting off to a heavy and deep sleep that not even the loudest thump was able to disturb him.

But Jeongguk couldn't sleep.

He still stayed there, staring at the wall; a deep frown on his lips.

His thoughts aren't making sense, nonetheless his emotions. The effects of the drug that he intoxicated himself with is definitely drowning down, but the alcohol effect doesn't subside so easily. So he's seeing the world spinning before his eyes, not liking how detached it's making him feel to himself.

He also didn't like the fact that he's in Jimin's apartment, his own bed, and Jimin has to be sleeping on the floor.

So going by Jeongguk's impulse right now since clearly his mind wasn't working, he slowly sits up and gets off the bed. With the light from the windows, Jeongguk uses it as a guide to Jimin sleeping in a scrunched up little ball on the floor with a fuzzy purple blanket.

Nearly slipping on the floor by his stumbling legs, Jeongguk managed to get on the floor and lifts the blanket up while sliding under it and resting his head against the same pillow on the ground. Jimin didn't move, too far in his sleep to do anything.

Being beside Jimin while being like this made Jeongguk feel small, weak to his faint conscious being this fragile now. So he just closes in on Jimin's body with eyes closed, keeping his hands to himself but feeling grounded enough just by being close to his body.

Far than enough.

Because when Jeongguk feels weak, Jimin makes him feel strong.

That thought alone was enough to make him smile before drifting off in his own sleep.

Us- James Bay

"Do you think he'll be okay?"

Minho just finished setting up the bed of the couch, thanks to Jimin's spare sheets and pillows, looking to his boyfriend as he sits on the floor with eyes snapping to him innocently.

He smiles, "Are you doubting Jimin's skills in being babysitter?"

"More so doubting Jeongguk tolerating being treated like a baby. He's quite far gone but has a strong conscious."

That is true, but whether the case may be, the two will be alright.

There's this connection that Minho can't really.... Describe what it is between them. It's a little odd, not going to lie, but after tonight it's clear that Jimin would go to incredible lengths for his dear ravenette. Maybe he does these things subconsciously, not thinking so much about it, but once he slowly let's it sink in and accepts it than..... Who knows if he'll ever think about staying away from Jeongguk after that.

As for Jeongguk, he probably doesn't think much of it now but based on the things he's done for Jimin as of now, it's only going to grow more and more to something deep and passionate because that's just how he is. Jeongguk even realizes it himself, he will stand against anyone who dares try to harm his precious little angel.

The two forming a bond that will become unbreakable.

But they don't realize that sentimental developing feelings yet, but they will one day.

And it'll be the time where something bad will happen to make them hit reality to how crazy they are for one another.

Hopefully they won't just brush it aside and give up on it, but knowing Jimin's temperament and Jeongguk's sentimentality, it won't be broken so easily.

Minho doesn't doubt it.

Moving to lay on the bed now, he gazes to the large wall window with a hand behind his head, "I think they will end up falling for each other."

Taehyung turns all the lights off, only left to face the city lights, before crawling to the bed and laying his head to Minho's chest, snuggling close to his side, "Isn't Jeongguk hetero?"

"Yup," Minho hums, wrapping an arm around Taehyung, "You may never know what could happen though. Like what happened with us."

A soft smile places Taehyung's lips, raising his head up to look down to his boyfriend, "You were so mean to me. You're lucky I couldn't speak as well as I do now, I would've cussed you out so badly!"

Minho grins widely and raises up, with hands to the bed to keep him up, "Then I probably would've fallen for you quicker."

"Um, masochist?"

"And you're the sadist," And he presses a loving peck to Taehyung's cheek, "Man.... I feel like I've barely spent time with you. How you've been? Talk to me, tell me anything!"

And so Taehyung now sits up with crossed legs, telling Minho of the time they haven't spoken to each other what he's been up to. So far he's been practicing a lot with Seulgi on a show they have coming up, which is not something unusual. It did get a little tense when he spoke about Irene though, saying how they've been out to a few dates and have been caught by reporters a few times. It made Minho tense up a little when Taehyung mentioned how Irene isn't really a bad person, and how she actually defended him a few times when some skaters were picking on him about his accent.

Sure, it made Minho feel good that someone was there to look after him, but he still grew hesitant that Irene may develop feelings for Taehyung because - Shit, who wouldn't gain feelings for Taehyung?

He's perfect.

Just..... Perfect...

When it came to Minho's turn, Taehyung was sitting on his lap as he actively listening to him while playing with his hands. He just told him about practice and how they have a practice game with another team coming up soon. He also opened up about how he thought that Taehyung completely broke up with him, and it did take a troll on him for a while but then he just learned to trust him within time that they'll find their way to each other.

Like how they did now.

Thanks to Jimin.

"Aw, you're such a baby," Taehyung cooes, pinching his cheeks, "As if I'll break up with you so easily. Remember this is just for show, like you and Seulgi."

"Yeah but me and Seulgi don't have to hold hands or even kiss," He mutters in a tough grouch, pouting, "I don't like thinking of anyone else treating you that way if it's not me."

Taehyung grins widely, nuzzling their foreheads together, "Don't worry, I wouldn't want anyone touching me in that way if it's not you," He whispers quietly, pecking his lips reassuringly, "I promise. I'm only yours, and you're only mine."

Minho's inside suddenly grew gushy, making him shiver with a small squeal before he suddenly throws Taehyung on the bed to his back. Suddenly he rips his shirt off and hovers of his body, molding their lips together.

Now Taehyung laughs, "Babe relax, we're in Jimin's apartment! In his living room-"

"Shhhh!" He shushes against his ear, trailing his hands down Taehyung's waist band of his pants and hooks it with his fingers with a tug down, "You're just going to have to learn how to be a little quiet tonight, my baby boy."

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A/N:

I can feel some of you fighting the air right now for skipping over some smut details, but I did that for a good reason! And the reason being is that I don't know if you guys would want to read it lol

Well!

Who's ready for a another show!

Yay! :)

I PURPLE YOU! <33